Lyrics:
some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is
Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that
Yeah yeah, it's the West Coast remix
West side the best side
Snoop, Game, E-40
Nothing can stop me, I'm all the way up
All the way up
I'm all
Ooh this that new ey, wash down (This is the remix)
Let me put it down for town
I used to put them birds in and out of town
She said your new shit
or not, I'm ready to bust the Glocks
Start it off with a hundred shots popped off
On God I'm done
Done done let me feen, and starve and then you eat
Life....
niggas used to come and get me
when it was time to disagree with an enemy
pass the hennessy it gives me energy
packed the gat in
a big deal to you little hoes
Like a loud blunt just face it
Street saying I am the best
All these hoes is on house arrest
Y'all ain't moving please don't
Hate to tell you, baby, that I don't want you
Hate to tell you, baby, hate to tell you ba-a-by
Done looked it up done ran it down
Done turning cheeks
(If I lose it all)
I got my back to the wall and now I'm slippin'
Been tryna deal with the thoughts and my condition
And still I try to hang
Welcome to the party, for the real niggas
Official stamp, certified with the seal on it
Gnac spilling, loud smoking pistol steel villains
Fly niggas,
Life
Niggas used to come and get me
When it was time to disagree with an enemy
Pass the Hennessy it gives me energy
Packed the gat in
with my positive light
Standing strong like David with his sling and his stone
It's official, the Prodigal Son has come home
Ayo I claim throne like
the wrong way home to get me on my own
Jane Allen had a bunch of stuff from the old days she wanted to deal with
How come the things that we had done had
to pretend, yeah
Get bands, get bands, spend it all on my friends
Gon' pull me up, pull me up, pull me up
And never let me down (they never let me down)
what you've done for them
Everyone in music's gonna take until there's nothing left
Your fans are switching up on you
And they don't know how tough it
I'm so nervous, can't speak
I don't wanna mess it up
I ate an envelope
I don't know what I've done
I better not break, I better not crack
Or it will
that's irrelavent
Chorus(x2):
[styles]
If you love the money, then prepare to die for it
[dmx]
Niggaz done started somethin
[styles]
You can lay in
dyin', will I make it past thirty years old?
I can't run; I guess I gots to hold it down till I'm done
What the fuck's the deal? I been doin' this here
would lose
It's been along time comin' I done paid my dues
Now every time I turn around it's like I'm back in the news
I know a lot of niggaz want me
[Redman]
Man he must of bumped his motherfucking head or something
Yo
Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
It's Funk Doc M.E.TH on da world
Hey, check it
What we have here
Is another one
The remix (ladies and gentleman)
Orchestrated
(You don't have to worry)
By the Puff Daddy
Yo, check it
Call Lil' Cease
Tell that motherfucker to bring me some motherfucking weed to this hospital
Man fuck that (Notorious)
Tell that
dyin', will I make it past thirty years old?
I can't run; I guess I gots to hold it down till I'm done
What the fuck's the deal? I been doin' this here
seals for no reason
If it ain't a dollar bill, I don't need it
My brother ran up half a M off a remix
When we was in the field, they was watching from
"The ?"
(feat. Redman)
[Redman]
Man he must of bumped his motherfucking head or something
Yo
Yo M.C.'s out there, you betta stand clear
It's
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